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We be treating cyborgs out here 🤖

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Portland,
You have yet to see the last of me.
Oregon,
I will find you again.
Until then, I roam in the lands of California.
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What do you hold for us?
We wrap ourselves around you,
yet we still do not reach you.
Learning to let go,
We find ourselves.

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Sun
You bring fire rain
Setting my heart ablaze
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